A few weeks ago, I was informed by the middle management of my upcoming ward posting. Sad to say, it isn't 43, the place I was born in... I can't sleep and my brain is flashing all the memories I had in Ward 43. Urgh brain, can you just let me sleep? :(
Ok why not pen it down since I have difficultly falling asleep. Heee. I guess 43 isn't the same anymore. Management has changed so, so much since I left. Well, I guess I can never ever, ever forget my very first manager. To me, she was the most perfect person I've known. I remember as a new staff, she always encouraged me whenever I felt I didn't do well at work. She takes time to check on my patients and make sure that I do everything well and ok. She would tell me where to improve on. She realised my potential and made the best out of me. My status in the hospital and the good reputation I have is all contributed by her efforts. I broke down in front of her so many times and she never fail to counsel me and even offer my day offs when I feel down. We had many happy times... and arguments. I miss her so much :(
I definitely miss the ward. The colleagues, the kind of patients and so on... I really feel home in that place. From a noob to one of the more senior staff. Ok I'm not THAT senior. But... Maybe just taking ownership of my home. Patients I have served and loved died there and so forth. Such beautiful memories will stay in my heart. I remember I left on an angry note. But... I've learnt to accept certain things and embrace the good.
Well I guess switching wards is just one of the journey I have to go through to build up my career... I still wonder what lies ahead. On the bright side, I still get to handle cancer patients? Yet at the same time I'm scared. I'm scared I cannot perform well. With my stupid brain :(
Nevertheless this is God's path for me. I will still love to achieve my ultimate dream of running a hospice/nursing home.
I believe that this course has changed me in so many ways... I can't spell it out exactly but I know inside me, something has changed. I already cannot wait to go back to work! Then again, so many initiations and projects coming up! I hope I can handle it. With my abilities, I hope I can prove my worth!
But first, let me achieve my first class heh. Honestly, I really didn't bother about achieving first class and would settle for a second upper. But my lecture told me that I already have the marks. So why not? Erm ok. I hope my dissertation will get good marks.
Last lap. CHIONG AH!